immortal

The problem probably arose around then.

In the seventh year of Kaibao in the Northern Song Dynasty, Taizu's 27 iron hooves stepped down to the south of the Yangtze River, and fought fiercely with the Southern Tang army on the banks of the Qinhuai River.On November [-], Jiangning City was broken.Li Yujiang.The Southern Tang Dynasty perished.

Li Yu is gentle in nature, and he can't bear to lose his life. In order to protect the lives of the remnants of the Southern Tang Dynasty, he is willing to surrender his flesh.When the news of his death spread to the south of the Yangtze River, everyone in the alley wept for him.But fortunately, after years of fighting, Jiangnan was finally able to recuperate.In that winter, I passed out for the first time.

The blind man lit a cigarette, and the expression on his face was by no means pretty.

"You really don't need to tell me," he rarely said with a bitter face, "I still can't take care of myself, and I don't want to accept your old things."

"What about you?" I asked him with a smile.

He shrugged, but sighed. "It's hard to say."

After a while, he said again: "You don't have to bear any burdens. I will help you because I am the only one who can help you, probably..." He also laughed: "Doom."

Buddhism only saves lovers.

I remember that when I woke up, I was on the bed in the inn. Zhang Qiling sat in front of the window with his back to me. I didn’t know what he was looking at. I called out to him, and he turned his face slowly. His expression was a little dazed at first. , and then stared at me, not moving for a long time.

I stood up and felt that there was nothing wrong with my whole body. The suffocating pain before I passed out was gone, but I still had some lingering fears. I looked at him and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

He came over, looked at my face and kept silent.After a long time, he asked softly, "Are you really awake?"

I was amused by his serious expression, "Am I talking to you in your sleep?"

He sat down by the bed, pulled my arm to feel the pulse, but his brows were tightly knit together.I still felt a little tired, just closed my eyes, but I didn't expect him to put down my hand, stand up and slam the door out.

He has always been a person who doesn't like to show his face, so there is no reason for this anger. I stared at the door in a daze for an unknown period of time, until someone came in again, it was the waiter.

He was holding a tray in his hand with a medicine bowl on it. When he walked in with his head down, he didn't dare to look at me. He put the bowl on the table and wanted to leave, but I stopped him.

"Did you see the guest living in this room?"

The knuckles of Xiao Er holding the tray were a little white, and he bowed and looked at the ground, his voice was visibly trembling, "The guest officer... just told the shopkeeper to wake up and go out."

"Where did he go?"

Xiao Er raised his head to look at me, then immediately lowered his head, with a look of panic ready to flee at any time, I saw it funny, and couldn't help asking him: "Why are you afraid of doing that? I'm not..." The word monster was on my lips, and I swallowed it again, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly, I'm not just a monster.

Hearing my laugh, the little girl seemed to be a bit more courageous. He took two steps closer and raised his head to look at me carefully. Then he held his chest and said, "Amitabha, you are really a living person." As soon as he said this, he himself felt abrupt. , Immediately suppressed my expression and turned around to leave, I hurriedly called to him, forced a smile and asked: "Of course I live well... who said I'm dead?" Put a few copper coins in the palm of your hand.

He looked at the door hesitantly, and finally came over to pick up the money, and then whispered: "I don't know the details, I just know that you were already unconscious when the guest officer carried you back that day, the shopkeeper." I even called a doctor, but the doctor said that you can't be saved, you have to prepare for the funeral, and you don't want to prescribe medicine..."

"Then?"

"The little brother who was with you just didn't listen to the persuasion. Our shopkeeper was also afraid that it would be unlucky for you to die in the inn like this, so he begged the doctor for help. The doctor is considered a miracle doctor in our town. The good thing is that it can't be saved, and it turned out..." He looked at my face, and then continued: "

The little brother took out a knife from nowhere, and it was placed on the doctor's neck at that time... I didn't see this part, but our shopkeeper said that the knife was so long! "

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture, exaggerating it by an unknown number of times. "The doctor has never seen this formation before. I almost fainted from fright, so I had to bite the bullet and prescribed some medicine. Before it was cooked..."

He stopped talking again.Seeing me staring at him, I gritted my teeth and said, "You've swallowed... your breath."

I suddenly felt a chill covering my hood, and my eyes turned black. "How is it possible..." I turned my head stiffly to look at the waiter, "I'm not fine..."

The waiter in the shop rolled his eyes, "Perhaps the doctor misunderstood it, but it didn't necessarily mean that your medicine didn't work at that time, and the medicine bowl was dropped by that little brother, so I came in to clean it..." He looked at me. With a pale face, he quickly said: "But you are finally healed, we don't have to carry our heads up to do business anymore, our shopkeeper almost knelt down to chant the Buddha just now..."

That was the first time I could remember getting sick.

The blind man shook his head and said, "Why don't you tell me about your going to the field."

I turned to look at him in astonishment, he seemed unable to stop smiling, and held up a finger and said to me: "The only thing, remember, there is nothing I don't know."